The Bake Sale Saga

After all the bs we put up with our bake sale was CANCELLED on Monday night as we were still buisly baking.  Why was it cancelled?  Because someone at brigade level didn’t fill out some piece of paperwork and forgot that the YMCA was coming to hand out water and we couldn’t very well be selling stuff if they were giving it away for free!  We were all pretty aggravated.  Our rear d guy told us we could have it yesterday, later in the morning, but same location and that he would man it himself if we would drop the stuff off.  Well, we dropped off stuff and then one lady manned it by herself because the rear d guy had his hands pretty full.  We made $150.  Not to shabby, better than we expected really!  We’re all very happy that it’s over and the four of us have decided the next time the words “bake sale”or “fundraiser” are mentioned, we are exempt!

Bake Sale Stress

I am in charge of putting together a bake sale so that my family readiness group (FRG) can raise money for a big welcome home party when our husbands come home.  There are a some major problems with this bake sale:

1.  We are having it on a Tuesday morning (not my idea, think it’s insane) after a Brigade run.

2.  After passing around a sign-up sheet at a meeting a few weeks ago I think there are four people volunteering their time.

3.  After passing around a different sign up sheet asking for donations we have about a billion bottles of water, some orange juice, and two or three people bringing muffins.

I am very worried bout this.  The lady that is helping me and I have sent out email after email asking for volunteers and donations and have received little response.  Then there is the fact that someone (me) has to arrive at 6 am the day of the sale to set up.  I am already panicking about how I’m going to get myself and my two little ones up, dressed, and out the door by 5:30 am.  

The women in my FRG have all these big plans for this welcome home party and I am tempted to send this email:

“Dear Spouses,

You all want to have this big party, but we aren’t going to have any money because nobody wanted to take the time to bake anything or go buy stuff. So, I don’t want to hear any complaints when we are partying at the Burger King.  Don’t you think your husband deserves more than a whopper when he gets home???”

Maybe that would light a fire under them!

Getting Back to Real Life

We put my wonderful hubby on a plane early Monday morning for his return to Iraq.  It’s always difficult to say goodbye to him, but something was different about Monday.  We were able to go with him to his gate.  We sat at the gate, waiting, Monkey talked some asked him why he had to go back and sat in his lap.  Unlike last time, though, she didn’t fall apart and for that matter, neither did I.  When it was time for him to board, he gave us kisses and a few words were exchanged and then he walked away.  Once we couldn’t see him anymore, we turned to leave.  Monkey cried a little and on the drive home I cried a little.  When we walked back into the house it seemed different.  It felt empty and silent and still. 

We are slowly getting back to our real life.  A life where my dear husband misses out on so much.  A life that at times is lonely and difficult.  It takes me a couple of days after he leaves to get over feeling empty.  But, we are getting there.  Monkey is playing.  Kendal is rolling over and exploring anything she can get her little hands on.  Laundry is going.  Life continues.  

I was chatting with one of my very dear friends last night and when she asked how Monkey and I were with my husband leaving I told her about not falling apart or crying for days and she said “Well, I guess it’s just getting easier for you.”  Maybe she’s right and I feel a little guilty about that.  Don’t get me wrong, we miss him terribly when he’s gone and we can’t wait for him to come home again.

Easter Egg Hunt

Monkey and the Easter Bunny

Monkey and the Easter Bunny

Kendals first Easter party.  Impressed isn't she!

Kendal's first Easter party. Impressed isn't she!

My husbands unit had their Easter party today, inside a hanger!  They had bouncy houses, which are usually Monkey’s favorite things, once she’s in, there’s no getting her out.  Today though, she is fighting a rather nasty cold and feeling blah, so she only bounced for a bit.  They had a helicopter opened up for the kids to walk through and play with.  Only in the military!  I was hoping to get pictures of Monkey hunting eggs, but when it came time for her age group, she just stood there and cried.  I don’t know what was up with that!  My husbands company was responsible for the cake walk, I finally convinced Monkey to participate and she won!  She picked out cupcakes, pink ones of course!  They are now sitting on the bar taunting me!  I was surprised that she sat with the bunny and I was glad I took the picture when I did because after I snapped it, she started to cry!  Oh, I hope she feels better soon!  Kendal was less than impressed by the whole thing.  She slept through most of it!

The NFL and Me

Me, Kevin Barry, Ben Steele, and Steve Grant
Me, Kevin Barry, Ben Steele, and Steve Grant

Some players from the NFL are visiting our corner of the earth this weekend and I had the privilege of meeting them, getting autographs, and having my picture made with them.  None of them, however, are from my favorite team, oh well!